Some people were bringing little children to Him so He might touch them, but His disciples rebuked them. When Jesus saw it, He was indignant and said to them, “Let the little children come to Me. Don’t stop them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these. I assure you: Whoever does not welcome the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it.” After taking them in His arms, He laid His hands on them and blessed them. Mark 10:13-16
I’ve recently been reminded of the preciousness of child-like faith by our youngest son’s incessant talk about God and Jesus every night at bedtime. He is probably using it at as stalling technique, but I’ve been amused at his yearnings to hear how Jesus died on the cross and how slowly, methodically and factually he takes it all in. He knows the story, but I tell it again. He knows that Jesus used to live in heaven with God and that he came to earth as a baby. He knows that Jesus grew up to be a man and that he loved people- so much that He went to a cross and laid himself down to be made fun of, beaten and nailed to a harsh, ugly cross. He’s heard how the sky grew dark and all creation stood still while the Son was separated from His Father, all for a people who didn’t deserve it.
As we snuggled in bed, his soft curls against my cheek and is wide eyes gazing heavenward, his sweet voice said, “God was in heaben, right Mama?”
“Yes,” I responded.
“And God was getting a plan…God was thinking…of a plan. Right, Mama?”
“Baby,” I responded, “That was the plan.”
May we never get over the fact that THIS WAS THE PLAN. For Jesus to die so that I might live. It’s so hard to take in and believe! There really was no other way for us to be saved. As I share this simple but profound truth with our son, may it rest on our hearts fresh- again. God’s plan was to give up His Son and give us hope for resurrected lives.
Father, may we live with child-like faith that your plan was enough. May my heart receive this truth today and accept your love and grace for me and not constantly search for my own self-salvation plan. Like a child clings to his mother for safety let me rest in your unfailing love and trust your plan not only for my eternal salvation but for you to work out the details of my life in a way that makes sense to YOU. I give up control of trying to figure it all out. I would never have figured out a plan for salvation- and you had that covered. I’ll trust you that you’ve got this small yet significant plan for my life figured out as well.
By Jada Shock